5/4/2004 08:11:01 AM|||Amy|||Last night I had a dream that my mother thought that Winston was just way too small and needed to gestate a little longer. So, she opened me up, replaced Winston in her original home, and sewed me back up again. At first, I thought she had a good plan. But, then, as I thought about it and as I felt Winston moving around within my body, I started thinking of all the reasons why this was such a bad idea. As I listed them, my mother answered them saying that really - what was the point - so far so good, right? Just as I was trying to figure out how I was going to stand up with a ~seventeen pound, eight and a half month old baby in my uterus and go to the hospital to have an emergency c-section, I woke up.

What does that mean? Winston is small for her age, but her brother and sister grew at the same rate - and Bear, at least, is in the mid-percentiles now. Monkey, I think, still falls a bit lower on the scale. Why would I be having anxiety dreams over Winston's size when she is my third baby and exhibiting the same traits as the first two?

I think part of it may be that Winston is starting to crawl, but if she's like her sister - she'll master walking first. Monkey may have crawled a little, but I think she got impatient with going backwards all the time and quickly moved on to cruising. I suspect Winston will do the same. She has another 3 and a half months until she is a year old - she won't be this small forever. I do wonder though how soon she will surpass her sister in weight. Monkey is weighing in at around 25 pounds. She is so small, but I have a feeling that if she maintains that throughout her life - she'll grow up to be one of those tiny powerhouse like women that make most people cower.|||108367626125125446|||Baking the Bun